Canto

 1     7| damsel shows,~More than clear glass the lily or the rose.~ ~
 2     8|   might have more than melted glass.~The birds are silent in
 3     9|       Aground, and break like glass upon the shore.~The wind
 4    13|       shorn~Of light, stained glass by gem that richly glows,~--
 5    16|  springs.~Composed of brittle glass the arms appear~Where Sir
 6    29|       with skull smashed like glass, that courser fleet~Was
 7    31|     Their spears like brittle glass to pieces went,~But not
 8    37|   well-taught,~Shivered, like glass, his breastplate with the
 9    38|   France, what by the brittle glass is done;~And throughout
10    39|    four helms which flew like glass;~No less did Bradamant upon
11    44|       than son:~He split like glass his shield and scaly rind;~